Sing that Great Love

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When struck with blows she couldn’t bear
She wallows in her burdens.
She turns reclusive.
All troubles she casts on the world
And heavens she rebukes!
Her pain, she implodes
Until it buries and shuts her out.
“Why couldn’t I be nobler?” she wails.  
“Why couldn’t I have someone’s well-being?” she screams.
Then … in her yearning over that creature’s triumphs,
And this mortal’s successes
She turns inwardly to her heart’s voices.
She recounts the delights of her life.
Just when she thought she was sinking into the abyss,
She hears a familiar voice, “You’re mine.  I love you dearly!”
She listens to the voice more intently than the first time.
She brings to mind over and over the reverberating words.
She springs and straightens her body!
She raises up her head; her face shines!
She claims those words of reassurance
And like a bird, her heart soars in joyful flight
With great exuberance, she exclaims …
“I will sing the mercies of your great love, Holy one!”
She declares, “I will keep your love all the days of my life,
And I will want no more than that!”